The Resident Badboy (On-Hold)

Chapter 1 (home sweet home)

~-Ezekiel Harrison-

I got off the aircraft and I immediately felt the blazing heat of the Philippines, I sat on one of the booths, eating the snack bought at a cafe nearby.

Hi, my name is Ezekiel Harrison, im 18 and I came from a kin of wealthy family and blessed to be one of them. Sadly im here where my ancestors lived more like my mom's side ancestors while my dads are in Britain. I have white-blond hair that matches my fair white skin, people always told me I look like a doll because of my ocean blue-eyes and a little button nose, and my plump red lips.

Maybe I should bribe my uncle Allan to get me one of those cars because he owns a car company here somewhere, I type in the address at the Uber app which is called Grab in the Philippines.

Why can't they just pick me up they own a car do they?

And this heat is not comforting either.

I took off my cashmere jacket that is worth a 25hundred dollar from Gucci darling.

On cue, my ride arrived.

" can you turn on the Ac please," I said

" It's on sir," he said

My eyes stare at the little thing above and out my hands up to feel something, A gently breeze was all I felt.

I bet I could do better just by blowing air by myself.

"It is hot here, I think im gonna faint anytime soon because of this heat" I whined the driver was somehow annoyed but doesn't say anything because if he did

Boy!

Someone has to lose a job!!!

" were here sir that'll be 500 pesos," he said I pass him a thousand dollar bill because he tried.

He seems surprised and smiled " thank you, sir," he said driving off the highway.

I stop to look at the people staring at me.

Folding my jacket to my arm I began to walk in this street I hope I find this house of hers.

I glance at the buildings and establishments around me there are so many people...

I grimace at the surroundings is this address right....maybe mom gave me the wrong address?...

I clutch my luggage closer...picking up my phone I dialing mom.

Mom: did you arrived already

Me: mom? I think im not at the right address.

Mom: son sorry I forgot to tell you your aunt Helen prefers simple living.

Me: do you mean she is like a commoner? I thought they are wealthy.

Mom: none sense just follow the address...

Me: hmm k bye

Mom: love you son

I ended the call

Walking to the side I see many mini-stores and some street vendors, II help to be conscious of my surroundings many would stare and glancing my direction.

Is there dirt on my face I glance use the screen of my phone as a mirror and saw nothing while walking I bump into someone causing me to fall followed by my luggage?

"Ouch" I whispered looking up glaring at the man.

"Tanga Kaba! Di ka Kasi tumingin sa dinadaanan mo" (Are you Stupid?, your not looking to where your going!) he yelled I felt my blood boil thankfully my mom speaks Filipino in our household so I learn to understand a few words.